Daily Post: Renewal I was flying. It was not like the way birds fly. There were no wings involved. It was more like leaping in
Daily Prompt: Protest Ideas Every night when I go to bed I protest against myself. I protest against my inability to take my work seriously. I
via Daily Prompt: Vanish He sat there for a moment and vanished into the wild. As far as I was concerned, I was left thrilled, curious,
Daily Prompt: Construct It was raining heavily that morning. After a series of hot and stifling days, the rain showers finally drenched the earth. It certainly brought
Daily Prompt: Faded Mothers and Daughters The colour of her eyes had changed. Faded from deep black to hollow grey. The hair too were silver
Prelude To do or not to do? To act or not to act? To speak or not to speak? To protest or not to protest?